Sure wish I did not decide to get married to her again. I long for my second wife, we had so much more of a connection. I messed that up though, and the rest is history. I only married her because I wanted to reconcile myself with god and make my daughter happy. I’m not happy though. I hate her family. They make me sick. Her sister is who I hate the most. Ever time I look at her, she makes me sick. I put on an act every time I go around them and her to be exact. I’m pretending to be happy, while on the inside I feel like I’m rotting away. She doesn’t inspire me to be the best I can be. I will despite her though. I have no sexual urge for her. She is not attractive at all to me. I rather master ate and think about someone else besides her.
If you ever felt like this please share your feelings with me…